The Harlequin
The harlequin, without a soundtries to make the king laugh in jest,
behind his costumed diamond frame
he juggles his life in test.
he’s the King's buffoon
always answering soon
with a hardihood of comedy.
then the wave of a hand
issues the royal command,
for him to “be off,
or be off with his head.”
Then the trick of a clown
going continuously around
as he sidesteps out of sight,
then tripping at will
he keeps the balls circling, still
bows, much to the King’s delight.
Then a smirk appears
under his painted face
while he pantomimes the fool,
for knowing he’s not
just playing the part,
it's the King's head, the reason
of his scheming plot.
Key Words : Story, Life, Harlequin, Revenge, King
This Poems Story
Climbing the ranks in society, as one acts the way they are told, up to the point that they won\\\'t take anymore and plan to get even.
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